The ole' gal is 12 today! Bonnie was our 6th try at having a dog. First there was Sonya...and adult dog we got for free...only to find out why....she dug incessantly. With two small kids, I just couldn't handle it! Then there was the replacement puppy, Frank...dumb move....kids are still young and I'm too lazy. Then came Roger. He was a sweety. But in his third year, he was hit by a car and had to be put down. Then came Cassie. A wonderful lab mix from the Humane Shelter. She was *my* dog. But alas, in her third year, she got sick and had to be put down. Next came a replacement puppy, Norman....who came with parvo and didn't make it. Sigh. Then came 6 months of quarantine until we could try again. Bonnie was an "Albertsons" dog...you know...the can't resist puppies in boxes that folks have right by the dang door! I grabbed the only female in the box and hurried home. We worried about whether she would ever make it past her third birthday......we really hadn't had much luck with dogs. She has beaten the odds. Thank goodness.
Here's Miss Bonnie as a puppy. Fat belly girl and forever playful friend:
And here she is now. She loves the outdoors no matter what the weather. If we are out, she is out.
And ever so patient with weird human behavior!
We love you, Miss Bonnie.
And here she is now. She loves the outdoors no matter what the weather. If we are out, she is out. 
We love you, Miss Bonnie. 
3 comments:
My sister had a dog named Hortense who dug. She only dug to bury pancakes, though.
Oh, Happy Birthday sweet puppy!
Ahhhh! Sweet, sweet Bonners. Happy B-day, pup pup!
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